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(𝓨/𝓝) flopped onto her bed and her feline friend, Anastasia joined her on her bed. (Y/N) rubbed the pet before reluctantly getting up from her welcoming bed to undress and put her moist clothes into the laundry.
She changed into more comfortable clothes and picked up her clothes from her bedroom floor and looked at the jacket before putting down the laundry basket and picking the jacket up for further inspection. The jacket looked in very well. The inside was a creamy white colour alongside a furry texture heavily contrasting the exterior of the jacket which was dark brown denim. The jacket looked quite expensive and (Y/N)'s conscience was catching up to her.
She ravaged the pockets in order to find a number or something that she can use to contact the owner. To her luck she did find a number written on a piece of paper with the initials 'C.S' written on top which she presumed was the owner of the jackets, (Y/N) worried that he would be mad but she figured she'd call the number later on, but for now she wanted to make something to eat and watch a movie with her fluffy black cat, Stacy.
The feline was snuggling into the blankets falling asleep and (Y/N) headed to her kitchen and make her some (f/f) with a cup of coffee/tea/hot chocolate before heading to the room and setting down her food and beverage on her nightstand and getting the remote to look for a show she could watch. The jacket caught her eye several times thinking about the boy, trying to remember his features.
Tall, bright baby blue eyes, medium length jet black hair that nearly blended in with the night sky was all she could remember. She sighed and decided to call it just for the sake of getting over it. She picked up her phone and dialed the number and the phone rang for about 7 times before someone finally picked up.
"Hello?" a voice spoke. (Y/N) gulped and she recognized the voice, it was the boy's it had to be. "Oh hello, who is this?" (Y/N) internally slapped herself in the face for that silly question. She called HIM but SHE'S asking who is on the other line. There was a pause "This is Suzuki speaking, and you are?" (Y/N) perked up. This is the guy, it has to be. "Oh this is (Y/N), i was calling to apologize for your jacket and if we could meet up somewhere so i can return it" (Y/N) softly spoke, feeling anxious of how the male would respond "Oh that, whenever works for you i guess. Tell me whenever is okay with you and I'll see if im free" (Y/N) knew nothing about the man on the other line but he sounded like an extremely busy individual. "Maybe on Thursday at noon? At the coffee café in 12th avenue? Does that work for you?" (Y/N) questioned the boy.
There was a pause and (Y/N) heard a faint noise in the background...like someone flipping through the pages of a book of some sorts and a soft sigh from the man "Yes, that works" The man then hung up and (Y/N) let out a sigh of relief knowing she won't feel guilty anymore. She wondered about the boy.
What did he do that made him so busy and his schedule so full? Is he rich or something? He's very handsome, could he be a model?
(Y/N) snapped back into reality and drank her beverage and ate her food before falling asleep listening to the rain outside.
𝓮𝓷𝓭.
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(A/N) srry for the EXTREMELY short chapter DX i was really busy with school and exams are coming up but I'll try my best to update every FRIDAY :> anyways bye bye luves, hope yall enjoyed this short and sweet chapter (p.s the next one WILL be longer :)))
